IT’S VERY SIMPLE: “What God is like”!
I asked simply an old monk again at the magic monastery: Tell me what is God like? With feather gentleness he replied, It is Lent now. I refrain from talking during Lent. But take this book. (It was the book he had been writing in) If you read this at the right hour, it will tell what God is like.
I couldn’t wait to bring it back and share it with my wife. Back home, she was a little less excited than I about the book because her mind was on our first child that she was carrying.
What di dhe mean by at the right hour? She asked. I don’t know. We began to speculate. Maybe at noon on Good Friday. Maybe after the First Vigil. Maybe at the moment when we are in deep distress. Perhaps we should wait for God to reveal to ous the right hour. It might be even years from now.
We decided we`d better wait for a sign. Two weeks later my first son was born. How can I tell you what it was like. First the worry, then that child. I was a father. When I looked at that child I was so proud. I knew I was somebody. And yet humbled. I scarcely knew how to hold him, much less to bring him up. I used to think I had it all figured out, but that kid was bigger than I. That night the child appeared to me in a dream. What is God likeÉ he asked. That did it. I got up and reached for the book. I brought it to my wife and told her, this the right hour. We`ll open it now. “I opened it random. I read it. “It`s very simple. God is a father.“ My wife opened it again. She read, It“s very simple. God became a little child. Let`s open it together I exclaimed. I took heer hand. She opened it and we read.
“It`s very simple. Each breath you take is the breath of God.“
Happy Valentine`s Day!
Bonne St. Valentin!
